Monday, February 20, 2012

Pet Peeves

I turn 23 on Sunday. While this isn't exactly a rip-roaring-I'm-so-mature-now-look-at-me kind of age, it's definitely got me thinking about my life as a young'un. In fact, I actually think about this quite a bit because... it's brought up a lot.

I realize I have a baby troll face. I'm 5'1, I weigh 105 pounds, and I have the chest of an eleven-year-old boy (I put "Pet Peeves" right across my lack-ofs in that picture, and you didn't even notice). This, my friend, does not mean I'm a fetus. No, I'm not in junior high. No, I don't know if school is out today. And yes, I know it's impossible to believe, but I'm married. Gasp away. Let your jaw drop. I've seen it all.

I once met a friend of Grahm's at one of his volleyball games. Granted, I wasn't wearing mascara (deadly mistake for us blondes) but when Grahm introduced me as his wife, this guy look dumfounded. He literally said, "Oh my. I thought you were somebody's child." Dude, keep those insulting thoughts to your elfinwich! It's people like you who've lead me to massive eyeliner and bra-stuffing problems.

I get my youthfulness from my dad. His recently graying hair is basically the only sign he's aging. He always wins that game at Six Flags where the guy guesses your age. We have a plethora of oversized stuffed animals from all his conquests.

Yes, it bugs the pants off of me when people assume petite = young. But the real pet peeve kicks in when they try to make it better by saying these six grody words... "You'll appreciate that when you're older!"

This may be true, but for right now... I kinda hate you. Those words ain't helping your case, my friend. You just took nine years off my life by assuming that I'm only fourteen. No, I'm not amused. The whole time we were talking, I thought you were taking me seriously. But really, you thought you were talking to a small child. I'm surprised you didn't use your whiney baby voice, or offer me some animal crackers.

When my boobs come in or I get my first wrinkle (whichever comes first), I'm gonna call all you "Oh my word, you're married?!"haters back and prove myself to you. Until then, I'll remain a baby face troll trying to make it in an adult world.

38 comments:

This literally had me laughing outloud! I'll be 29 this year, and telemarketers still call my house and say "Hey Sweetie, can you put your mommy or daddy on the phone?!" SO FREAKING ANNOYING. ;) Anywho. Happy Birthday week!

girl i seriously love you...and you make me laugh so much! Imagine when you & Grahm have a child...you'll either be the babysitter or maybe your boobs will come in along with your milk supply! ha! have a fabulous birthday week!

lol I get this too :S I still get carded (I'm 26), still get a surprised look when I say I'm married, and get the whole "is your mom or dad there?" from telemarketers. This last one I don't mind so much. I can say "not they're not here" and get off the hook of having to talk to them! I guess it's better to look younger than older though right?? ;)Happy Birthday week!!

I must say this totally relates to my post today. I get all the time that I appear younger than I am (the rent-a-cops at the mall tried to kick me out last spring because I didn't have my ID to prove I was over the age of 18, really?!). I think that has caused more issues with being married as well. People can be so rude when they find out you are married and young.

I have the SAME EXACT PROBLEM! I just turned 25 and I still get carded for R rated movies, ordering drinks, etc. And since I'm a consultant and have to go to client meetings all the time, it often also effects me at work - "wait a minute, how old are you? 25? REEEALLY?? Are you sure you're not still in high school?!" No, I assure you I am not because that was like 7 years ago.

The worst was in December when I was flying to Cape Town. I was sitting in an emergency exit row and in the middle of the woman's speech she stopped, looked at me and said "I'm sorry sweetheart, but are you 16?". Ummm, no, you're actually off my almost 10 years!"

Oh my goodness I know EXACTLY how you feel!! I'm 22, 5 feet tall and just over 100 pounds and EVERYWHERE I go, especially if I don't have makeup on, I get mistaken for a small child, mostly middle school/early high school when I'm a SENIOR in college getting ready for grad school.

I can't tell you how many times I've gotten the "oh you'll appreciate it when you're older" line...UGH. No thank you, in the mean time I would actually just like to look my age! Don't even get me started on buying alcohol...the cashiers look so long at my ID (I always get carded) I almost feel like I shouldn't be there.

I've always been in the same boat Jenna. At 41 years old, being the CEO of a nonprofit and having a son taking college classes (almost 19), I still constantly get, "oh - I thought you would be older!" Now, although I'm glad that I don't look older than Job's wife - there's always a bit of "now that I see you are young-looking I'm not sure how much faith I have in your work or opinion" in the back of their voiced comment. ANNOYING!The good side is that I have become quite good at gracious comments in return and have learned not to condescend when communicating with others who are not what I might expect physically. :)

(PS - tell Grahm that I have an appointment tomorrow afternoon with the DOS for his background check. I hope the Investigator think's I'm old enough... :p )

This was just too too funny. I will say though, there are so many perks to having a small chest that those of us who are well-endowed don't get to take advantage of... wearing strapless dresses without having to worry about exposing anything inappropriate (your wedding dress -- STUNNING -- that cut would look horrid on me), being able to go bra-less in a backless dress, looking proportional... the list goes on and on.

1. Reading that you will be turning 23 gave me chest pain. I had always assumed you were mid to late 20s based on where you are in life. I'm older than you and have accomplished far less and am nowhere near married. Awesome. 2. I get carded all the time. Including the last time I tried to buy a sharpie at Target where I was informed "those kids, they huff these". 3. If I don't do my hair and wear eyeliner I appear to be a high school girl on her way to soccer practice.

What bugs me is that people think my mom is my sister! Either she looks really young or I look like an old hag. I would enjoy looking like a baby faced troll - it's got to be better than an old haggard looking goat?! Or maybe not?!

Haha, I love you. Sorry my friend said you look like someone's child. Really ironic tho cause while you look young for your age, he LITERALLY looks half his age. He's in his early 40s and when I met him I doubted he could rent a car, or drink a beer legally.

Ugh. I totally get you! I mean...I don't have the issue of small boobs, but I severely lack height and I do look quite young. I got those genes from my madre. She's in her early 50s a couple months ago, someone knocked on the door and when she opened it they asked if her parents were home. But I totally get you on the irritation with people telling you you'll appreciate it when you're older. I'm sure I will, too. But right now it just irritates me like nobody's business because it makes me feel like you don't take me seriously at all, and that's frustrating, especially when you work in an office. Yea...even in a corporate office environment where I wear business attire every day, one of my coworkers thought I was 19. Ridiculous.

I go through the same thing! I'm 20 but I look like I'm 15. I constantly have people stand in awe as I tell them I'm not a sophomore in high school. I've had waitresses look at me very confused and ask me if I walked all the way to the restaurant...when I tell them I drove there (no duh!) they give me funny looks. People need to learn to keep comments like that to themselves. haha and Yes, when I'm 50 I might appreciate this problem, but right now I'm in college and it would be nice to be seen as an adult.

I know you won't believe me, but ask Beth or Brad. I was just your size at your age. Not trying to scare you, btw! I was in college and came home for my little brother's VOE banquet awards program and the high school counselor introduced himself to me and asked if I was looking for to coming to high school!! I was so mad I wanted to scream. Now it's a family joke. Wish I was still that little. But, it is kind of fun when I take the granddaughters out and people think they're my own kids. When Kacey was about to be married we went on vacation. I had lost a lot of weight at that time and peoria asked if we were sisters. So, it can be nice in the future, but I so relate to how you feel now!